Poem 1: White Birch
There is a white birch,
standing by my window,
covered with snow,
Like covered with silver frost.
The hairy branches are covered with ice.
Like a hem made of snow
The tassels sparkle.
The white birch shrouded
a dreamlike silence,
golden sparks
beating on the snowflakes. .
The morning glow lazily
shines around it,
sprinkling more silver shavings
all over the branches.
Poetry 2: The quiet birch forest
The quiet birch forest lies waiting for love
The quiet water flows the long river of longing
Traveling through time and space to trace a long-lasting relationship
Desolate by candlelight
The wooden house remains
A lonely life
Loneliness becomes the witness of love
The world is confused
White hair is like frost
Love is still there
Can’t forget the distant waiting
A miserable life
The tombstone recording love
Standing in the quiet birch forest
p>Poetry 3: Birch Forest
Carry a red lantern of spring through the gate of the ancient city
Go to the birch forest at night
In By the forest, the night wind blew out the lantern
Inadvertently erasing a string of cold footprints
The squirrel's big tail swayed like a flame
Icy and snowy The wreckage fell from the tree crown
The thin wings of music wrapped around the branches and made a soft sound
The squirrel held a shy red fruit and placed it on the stone table
< p>He and his shadow were speechlessDrinking red wine and eating fruit
A crescent moon brightened the eyes of the birch trees
The red squirrel disappeared In the depths of the dense forest
Poetry 4: A gift of woodless white birches
The beauty of Lushan Mountain and the beauty of Ganshui River
Hidden deep in the pavilion of white birches
No wood just lacks some spring greenery
I hope there will be a fruitful autumn
The beauty of the waterfall and the beauty of Jiujiang
deeply Hidden in the tall white birch
Wu Mu has more human tenderness
I hope I can be the queen in the kingdom of motherhood
The beauty of Ouhai and the wild geese Show
It will be deeply hidden in your increasingly rich experience
Young people can still build a flagship in the workplace
Drive a leaf in the emotional heart. Boat
Poetry 5: White Birch Tree
The empty and distant blue sky is my yearning
I hold up a tree of golden flames
To touch the deep chest
Dreams are stirring in my heart
I stand upright
Write a poem of love for a season
Wind The child blew by
I sang happily in the wind
Singing loudly about this piece of blue
moistened my passionate dream
The clouds drifted past
A ray of pink glow
The long-winged poems
Write down a string of longing for beauty